Sticky Fingers
I've always had an addiction to the things that I couldn't have or were off limits. So naturally if
you don't see a theif when you look at me it's because it's well hidden. To be a theif you must
create an illusion. The illusion that I create is that i'm a nice innocent person who would never do
anything. People trust me. They trust that I will always pay. Mostly that is true. If I have the
money then there is no excuse. But if my pockets are empty and i'm feeling kind of hungry I will
not think twice to release my best friend sticky fingers. You see being invisable helps. Not being
a stereotype helps even more. Cause what the storemen look for is someone suspicious
they've never looked for an innocent. By the time that they realize I would have already been long
gone snacking on a free bag of chips and basking in the glory of my talent. I'm so good at this i'd
say to my best friend stick fingers.
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